Silkenpaw stomped through the undergrowth, just promoted and not even a week out of the nursery he was already proving to be the worst sort of problem case. He argued with his mentor constantly, regularly disappeared from training, and upset the other apprentices just for a bit of fun. The pale gray tabby thought none of it was truly a big deal but it seemed his mentor hadn't agreed. Had told him he had to attend informal sort of tryout for Janus position to show him what a real example of Sunclan cats were, or else. The or else had been open ended but the young tom had seen dark things in his mentors eyes and thus smartly decided to for once listen to them for once.

So here he was pushing towards Mountainsound with a grimace, eyeing the older cat with barley veiled distaste. At times he wondered why he'd been born into this clan; fitting in among the others seemed a task way beyond his capabilities. "Well, I'm here." He spoke as he plopped down in front of her, shoulders hunched as he sent a glance around, suddenly struck by the realization he was the first one. "Wait! I forgot something!" He rushed out, hurriedly tripping back to his paws and whirling around to rush off. There was no way he was going to be stuck with stuck up older cats one on one until someone else arrived. He was suffering enough as it was just being forced to attend at all.

Skipstep stood close to Littlebird, the Janus's tail partially resting against her, unable to stay far away from his mate while she carried his kits. He considered Silkenpaw when the young tom arrived, and his eyes narrowed when Silkenpaw attempted to turn tail and flee. Already not off to a great start.

But he did understand, he'd become a Janus much older than Silkenpaw, attained through sheer force of will and drive to try and become close enough to the Sun God in hopes of attaining answers on why the soothsayer he had once loved had disappeared after he admitted his love to her. There had been no answers, but the Sun God had blessed him with Littlebird. The tan and black tom cast grey blue eyes to his mate. And he would be forever indebted for the closeness to her his position among the Sun God's Janus granted him. For that he would serve the Sun God faithfully till death.

He returned his focus to Silkenpaw. He wondered what drew the young apprentice to come before them. He recalled Jetclaw, currently training an apprentice, muttering about a recently promoted apprentice who was giving his mentor grief. Was it this young tom?

"Yeah, Silkenpaw. Just go back and sit down." The voice was a hiss and Goldenpaw pushed her way through the foliage to stand beside Mountainsound. Her golden gaze boiling into his green ones as they filled with disapproval. "I don't even understand why you're even here. You bring disappointment to this family. It's exhausting having to clean up after your messes." She complained loudly, not really caring that the higher ups could hear every insult she spewed his way.

Littlebird gave Skipstep a little smile, before pulling away and striding over to the two apprentices. Today wasn't the day to get on Mountainsound's bad side. The she-cat had been tense lately, but at least she didn't have to worry about her going easy on any of the potential janus members. "Acaiburst is correct, it would be best to save your energy for the tests to come. The sun god will be watching"
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[None of my kits/apprentices are up for a position, but are here to make the tryout more realistic]

Before anyone else could speak, a flash of white fur came bounding into the clearing behind the apprentices. Laughter filled the air, as Romancepaw pushed himself between the two siblings but his eyes were on Goldenpaw "Hey giiirrrrrlllll" he drwaled out, unable to read the tense atmosphere around him. Or perhaps he just didn't care.  "My bets on your sweet thing"@hinata

Slipping in more quietly was Romancepaw. The dark red tom sat slightly apart from the other apprentices, his fur glimmering in the light. He had never showed any interest in becoming an janus before, but now that he was with Autumngossamer it only made sense for him to try out. They day she had agreed to be with him, he had promised to give his everything to her. If he could become a Janus, that would mean they could be together more often. He just hoped that he wouldn't embarrass her today. He didn't know much about herbs or omens, but she had been helping him study a little. Faith

Unseenpaw nervously entered into the clearing. She was old enough to be promoted to a warrior, but her blindness had held her back. She didn't really want to be here, but it was expected of her. She was the daughter of a soothsayer and her mentor had made it clear that she didn't have any options. It was do well during these tests, or face the consequences. She shuddered at the thought, keeping her head down. 

Blazingkit and Owlkit made their way over, the two little toms talking to each other about the rabbit that someone had managed to bring back the night before.

Lionpaw finally made an apperance, muddy paws and all. He had been out hunting, trying to avoid going. Unfortunately, his mentor had hunted him down and insisted. 

Goldenpaw's defiance only made her that much appealing to Romancepaw, even though half the time that he was flirting with her it was more of a ruse. She had made it clear that she wasn't interested, but he didn't give up quite so easily. If she had just given him a chance, he would have stopped a long time ago but his philosophy was that you couldn't know for sure until you tried. Once she-cats gave him a chance he would try them out, and then break up with them if he couldn't see them staying together long term "You beauty always destroys my defenses darling" he countered, unphased by her snobbish attitude.

Silkenpaw knew better than to let his sister ruffle his fur, he knew better. And yet his upper lip curled up to revel sharp little fangs and he sent her a look that promised retribution. Not willing to push his luck anymore than he already had. But internally he imagined ripping his sisters tongue out and making her eat it; perhaps that would teach her to hold it better. Just the fact she was so adamant about him not worthy of being here had all his early thoughts towards much the same thing being pushed aside. He would try his best if only to take the spot from Goldenpaw herself.

He could already imagine the distraught look on her face should she not be picked by the sun god while watching her failure of a brother be picked. It would be beautiful. Straightening from his hunched position to sit up straighter. Though slim and diminutive in stature as he was it did little to make him look any more intimidating. But the hardened sheen in his green eyes spoke towards a new resolve, and he gave a few quick licks to his messy gray tabby pelt as a sudden and hurried failure of an attempt to present a better image.

The motion was aborted soon after. He didn't need to be picked, he didn't need to impress anyone. All Silkenpaw needed to do was make sure Goldenpaw wasn't picked.

So, head still down as he looked at his chest, he let his expression morph into something softer. Let his eyes grow round and expression downturn before looking up once more to simply send Goldenpaw a sad look. As if he actually cared for her opinion or words and was hurt by them. A foolish notion but at-least some of those around them would be fooled and hopefully it would turn their opinions against his sister. Would have them offering no help later down the line.

Silkenpaw raised a brow towards Dovepaw, sad little grin tensing around the edges as he slowly let it morph into something a little meaner. Dovepaw could think what she liked, as much as she liked to believe herself different than them it would never change the fact she was just as young as they were. A child playing pretend, one deluded enough to think they were an old soul. If she had to deal with his sister everyday she would think differently, but there was no point arguing that with her. He knew the type, thinking they were above and beyond such things, as if they were untouchable. Truly it was boring, a dull overdone work that spoke of little inspiration to actually be better than they were. One could go on touting how great they were as much as they liked, it mattered little unless they proved it. Blinking he realized Dovepaw was not all the different than Goldenpaw; they would be wonderful friends if they weren't also so alike. The same coin but holding different sides.

"Are we waiting for anyone else?" He asked Mountainsound, feeling enough time had passed for him to safely speak. A silly little notion but it seemed Romancepaw was content to play with the mouse that was Goldenpaw. And she seemed content to spend her time berating her brother. Dovepaw was trying to hard to act above them it was sickening. Thus it left him to speak up and hopefully get the show on the road, not afraid of being rude.